Friday, July 10, 2009

Miranda Ventures Home

We head south...Asheville:Shindig on the Greenis,according to itself,the oldest folk festival inthe United States of America.According to me,it is almost as homey as katydids;an occasion to sit in a warm evening and hear musicthat makes my heart ache for summer.Once it was an occasion for frock envy;now I am older than sixI am willing to leave the petticoats to the cloggers.This year, we discovered a new wonderful thing:quarter watermelons may be obtained there for a dollar.

Knoxville:In Pigeon Forge,we ate peanuts and drank bad beer whilethe Montgomery Biscuits beat the Smokies 6-3.Then the next day watched snakes hoist their bodies over tree branchesturtles kick their claws through mudand various sleepy lonely creatures lazing in the mudthen hopped into the Tennessee River; fish nibbled our skinwe lazed in the water to another concert of katydids.